So Im new the forum, not so new to the PUA lifestyle. I've been quite successful so I never really seeked help. Im here mainly because I started reading "The Game" and was checkin to see if there was anything I was missing out on.

Well let me start out by introducing this past weekend.

Anyone ever read Tucker Max? His breathalyzer story inspired me to buy one for myself and take it out with me. So I meet a few girls and we are all blowing on the breathalyzer. I am trashed and therefore winning. It was a great little gadget for openers and will actually draw quite a bit of attention to yourself.

Moving on, there is a bachelorette party at the table next to ours. The bride-to-be has to complete some a drunk scavenger hunt. She asks our table in general if one of the guys will give her their boxers. I say to everyone in shouting distance, " If you are getting married I doubt you will be willing to do what it would take to get my boxers."

I think to myself at this point that perhaps I have crossed some line about suggesting sex with a bride-to-be in front of about 30 women. This thought quickly fades as I take another shot.

A few minutes later a girl in the group comes up and asks me what it would take to get my boxers. I say, " You would have to earn them." I give her a wink, and pump my hips in her general direction. I walk off for some reason. I cant remember where I went, but eventually my buddy asked me what the girl I was talking to said. He informs me I should probably go talk to "girl". I take his advice because thinking for myself is dangerous at this point.

I approach "girl" and sit down at her table. She is sitting next to a girl on her right and a dude on her left. Its obvious to me the "dude" is hitting on her, but not had success. I introduce myself to her friend, and "dude", and lastly her. After introductions she announces to the table that she is going to get my boxers from me. "Friend" gives me a devious smile and "dude" does not look happy.

I find out that "girl" is quite a drinker cause she suggests jugging red bull and vodka. There is no way I am going to let a girl beat me, no matter that I am already smashed. We drink, I throw a flurry of negs at her, following up with a compliment here or there.

Next thing I know we are all going to another bar to dance. On the way I realize I am no longer winning the drinking contest in my group of friends. My buddy blows a .25 and proceeds to run in the middle of the street with traffic. He looks like he is in the "Running of the Bulls" except its cars instead. Strangely this idea doesn't seem to bad to me, of course I blew a .23. Luckly, I have a little more control.

We get to the club and dance awhile. I can dance alright, not great but I can hold my own. "Girl" blows me off to dance with "friend", leaving me with just my buddy on the dance floor. I say screw it. I am drunk and for some reason I am on fire tonight, because a very hot chick comes up and starts grinding on my ass. I turn around dance with her a second and then "hot girl"s friend. The orginal girl I came with dashed back over and pulled me away, much to my disappointment. I let her though because I don't think I could remember anymore names that night, plus it was nearly closing time.

Luckly "girl" decides she is going home with me, because I am completely lost, and all I knew was that I had a hotel room somehwere in the city. She has enough wits to get us back in one piece.

Yes, I closed. She had a date the next day, and I was suppose to check out the hotel and go home so I guess she was going to go on it. However destiny took control and changed both of our fates. It was noon when I tried checking out, I even had the valet pull my car up and I packed. It was then I decided to blow the breathalyzer again. Holy shit, I blew a .11 almost 10 hours after I quit drinking.

That settled it, I got the room another night. Called "girl" up and told her to blow off her date. Which she did. The second night was as fun as the first.

Well theres my story from this past weekend. I usually do alright, but I am sure there are people around here that can give me better tips. Ill try almost anything, so hit me up if I am doing it wrong.

Welcome to the posts man.

I love the story, but then i just love any GAMING story, i just love even the thought of the game.

Where ya from bro?

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I was in Denver that night. From Colorado Springs though.

Good post, That is pretty impressive to still have some solid game when you're blowin .23.

I just moved to CO Springs a couple months ago and don't have any viable wings. Literally every guy at my office is either married or in a very serious relationship. I have a hard time just getting people to go out to the bar once a week, let alone trying to pick up girls. Not to mention most of the girls around here seem pretty broke anyway. I'm not really the kind of guy to go to the bar alone and hit on girls, but it's looking like that might be my only choice. I'm 24 and most of the other guys I know here are around that age but they act like they're in their 40s.

I actually do alot better drunk than when I am sober. Thats not really a good thing though. I think about it to hard and I am too critical of myself when I am sober. Also its alot easier to pretend that you dont care about a women when smashed, because I REALLY dont care.

Sounds like I am in the same boat as you. I use to go out twice a weekend, but its gotten rather pathetic lately. All my friends hook up and decide to take themselves off the market. Now they dont see the point of going to the bar and dropping money when they aren't even trying to pick up women. I got to admit they have a good point.

What places do you usually go to? I have not really found a good place around here yet. The clubs are too loud and skanky, but thats usually where I end up. I like Denver much better, in fact I've hooked up EVERY time I have gone there.

It's the liquid courage man. I think I need to ween myself off the booze so that I can pick girls up in non-bar settings as well. But right now I usually don't have the balls to aproach and overthink it, like you said.

I have heard that denver is pretty cool, but there is no way any of the dude's wives/gfs here would let them go with me, it's a pretty sad state of affairs.

I have gone to Eden, Blondies, Jack Quinns, and the ritz a few times and haven't seen much talent at any of them. I was just in Minneapolis (where I am originally from) last weekend and it was amazing how many good looking girls they had compared to here. I was at dive bars and there were quite a few HB8s. Pretty weird considering I never thought of Minnesota as being all that great.

I loved this post mang! The whole story was great!
And I guess I could kinda relate because I have a breatho as well and it is alot of damn good fun!

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Hey I sent you a PM but I couldn't tell if it went through. Anyways was just saying if you need a wing sometime I might go. Later.

Yeah man, I got it and responded.

ROCK ON, keep posting ur field reports, fcking great story man, after hearing stories like these ur realize bieng a PUA realy kick ass haha

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great FR rude

the above quote is what everyone should take from this the most.


rude did not give a fuck- he was a fun guy who wasnt trying to sit in the corner with his CK jeans on, his Guess shirt and his cool/ sexy look - the guy who never gets a fclose.
he was the centre of attention not because he looked like a knob, but because he was having fun time-
girls love having a fun time, so if your fun - then you are someone they will want to be with!!

moral of the story - go out, enjoy yourself, have a fun time, talk to people (not just to pick up!!! IMPORTANT) - be SOCIAL.

GIRLS WANT THE FUN SOCIAL GUY!! who says 'fuck it' im having fun....